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-Malcolm!

-There's a fertility specialist I'd like to refer you to.

Her name is Dr. Mulligan. -You're Serena Fuller.

-It appears that you have early-onset menopause.

-I think we should get a surrogate.

-If God wants us to have a baby, we'll have a baby.

-Now, are you pushing to have this baby 'cause you want

to have one, or you scared to lose your husband?

-How do we know this person isn't crazy?

-Hannah Lopez, I'd like you to meet Malcolm and Serena Fuller.

-It's so nice to meet you both.

My cousin's journey really inspired me,

so I just want to be a vessel

for other women and their happiness.

-Your cousin's friend,right?

-Oh. Yes.

[ Chuckles ] That's what I meant.

Sorry.

Pregnancy brain.

-Wow. That's admirable.

So, you don't have any kids and you're just willing

to give your first one away? -Patrice!

-What? I'm sure she's fine with

answering these type of questions.

It's a part of her job, right?

-I know this isn't an easy process for everyone involved,

so I try to be an open book. -Mm.

-I have been pregnant before, but I haven't been a mother.

-Mm. So, you got a baby around here somewhere, or --

-Okay, you know what? Look at the time.

Hannah, isn't it time for your prenatal yoga class?

-Right. -Mm-hmm.

-I-I should get going. -Mm-hmm.

-It was very nice meeting you, Patricia.

-Patrice.

-Apologies. -Mm-hmm.

-It was nice meeting you, Patrice.

-Likewise.

Be blessed.

-Bye. -Bye, Hannah.

-I don't like her. -You don't like anybody.

-I don't trust her.

-Well, you still didn't have to be like that.

-I'm just saying, something in my spirit

is telling me that that girl --

-We just have one more month, and that's it.

Then we'll have our baby, and Malcolm and I

can live happily ever after.

That's all.

-Alright. You better hope so.

Or we gonna have to get her up out of here.

-Like who? Like we did Keisha?

-Just like Keisha, girl. -[ Laughing ] I remember that.

-Talking about "I want to be a vessel."

-Mm. - Together: "A vessel."

-Where she get that from? -I didn't like it, either.

You don't need no more charges.

[ Thunder rumbling ]

-This thing is broke. -Mm-hmm.

Alright, you gonna let me try or not?

-[ Sighs ] -Here -- Oh. I got it, baby.

-It ain't safe for the kid. I don't know what else to do.

-Let me see that. Uh-huh.

And...

-It ain't as easy as it looks, baby.

-I got it. See?

[ Chuckles ] See? I told you it was upside down.

We could've finished this hours ago.

-Man, don't put that on me.

Act like you knew what you was doing.

You got lucky, baby. -Mm-hmm.

I have been telling you for years

that I am way handier than you.

-Is that right? -Yes.

-Well, listen, you didn't marry me for my handiwork, baby.

-Malcolm, stop. I see what you're doing.

-Mnh-mnh. -Mm.

-See, we are never gonna finish it.

-Tomorrow. -Mm-hmm.

-Mm. -[ Laughs ]

-♪ I'm not from this world, I know it sounds crazy ♪

♪ Crop circles drew in my father's carpet ♪

♪ Do my gold smile make you uncomfortable? ♪

♪ Would you say that I've changed ♪

♪ When in fact I've grown? [ Cellphone rings ]

-No.

-Gotta get that. -No.

-It might be the -- It might be the baby.

Yeah, get it. Get it.

-It's Hannah.

-Hannah? -Hello?

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

-What is she saying? -Look, calm down.

Wh-- Where are you?

-What?

What's -- What is she saying? What --

-O-Okay.

Look, j-just try to calm down.

We -- We can meet you at the hospital, okay?

We're on our way now.

-Malcolm, what's going on?

-Something's wrong with the baby.

We gotta get to the hospital now.

Come on. Come on.

Gonna go get the truck. -Okay.

I talked to her all day yesterday.

She didn't tell me anything was wrong.

-I know, baby. Let's just calm down here.

-Well, what... -Let's see what he has to say.

-So, uh, she suffered some hemorrhaging,

but we were able to stabilize it.

-Oh, thank God.

-With that being said, we thought it best

to induce labor tonight -- -Tonight?

-...as a precaution to keep both Ms. Lopez and the baby

safe and healthy. -Okay.

-Okay, do we know what caused this, though?

-It could be a multitude of reasons.

We're running tests now,

and we will continue to monitor her progress.

-Okay, well -- well, can we see her?

-She's close to giving birth, so only one of you can go in.

-Well, that'll be me. -Okay.

-Here.

♪♪

-[ Sighs ]

-[ Gasping ] Excuse me.

Could I please have something?

[Groaning] These contractions...

-Let me see what I can do --

-No!

Let me call you back.

-Excuse me?

-We won't be using any painkillers.

-But, Serena -- -If the mother is requesting --

-I am the mother.

Hannah is our surrogate,

and she signed legally binding documents that clearly state

that there would be no use of prescription-grade drugs

during this birth.

-Uh... -Please.

-If either of you need to take a look...

[ Hannah groaning ]

-Um...

[ Baby cries, Hannah screams ] -Yeah!

-He's here. -It's a boy.

A beautiful, healthy boy.

-My son! -My son.

You did so good.

You really did.

[ Baby crying ]

Oh! Oh...

-Can I see him?

♪♪

[ Laughs ]

He -- He has his father's eyes.

Don't you think?

-He's beautiful.

-Can I hold him?

♪♪

-I-I don't think that that's a good idea.

We went over this.

Hannah, the attachment.

I don't want to risk any confusion.

I'm sorry.

I hope you can understand.

Can you show us to the other room?

♪♪

-[ Sobs ] My son.

♪♪

-Hey, man. [ Laughter ]

Girl, this baby is just his daddy all over, isn't he?

No, this is his twin. [ Laughs ]

-[ Chuckles tightly ]

-Oh, my God. -I'mma, um --

I'mma run downstairs to the -- to the vending machine.

You want something, baby? -No.

All I need is this little miracle right here.

-Mm. Mm.

-Baby. -Alright, I'll be back.

-Okay.

Oh, you want to hold him? -Yeah.

Okay.

Hey.

[ Monitor beeping ]

-Hey, how you feeling?

-[ Sighs ]

I'm okay.

-That's good. -How are you?

-You know, it's like they say -- love at first sight.

That boy hasn't been here 24 hours yet, and already,

I-I can't imagine life without him.

-What did you name him?

-Well, we're trying to choose between Garrett and Ian.

Ian's my choice.

It means "God is gracious."

-Oh.

I like Ian.

It's perfect.

-Well, look, Hannah, I-I had to come down here

and tell you that Serena and I, we --

we can't thank you enough for what you did.

Because of you, our family is now complete.

So thank you.

-I was happy to do it.

You are going to be an amazing father.

-[ Chuckles lightly ]

-They are lucky to have you.

-Uh...thank you, Hannah.

Well, I'm gonna let you get some rest.

But thank you.

Thank you so much.

♪♪

-♪ Shut up with the woulda, coulda, shoulda ♪

♪ That's that nap talk

♪ Z's to my enemies, only adversary me ♪

♪ Fear, drug felony, credit me, don't debit me ♪

-Thanks.

Hey, give me a second, fellas.

It's the wife.

Hi, baby. Everything alright? -No.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

He won't eat. He won't sleep. He won't stop crying.

All he does is stare at me and scream.

And I tried to take him to the doctor,

but then they sent me back home.

I don't know what to do. -C-C-Calm down. Calm down.

Have you tried burping him?

-Why would he need burping if he hasn't eaten, Malcolm?

-I'm just trying to help, baby. [ Baby crying ]

What about, uh, Patrice? Where is she?

-Patrice has been here all week,

and her and Tyrone got four kids of their own.

You were out until 11:00 last night.

Now you're at some 7:00 a.m. photo shoot

when your ass should be here. When you getting home?

-The photo shoot was planned weeks ago.

It's an endorsement. I can't -- Hello?

-♪ But yeen finna catch me

♪ Arguing wit a bitch that got that hygiene ♪

♪ Aw, naw

♪ And yeen finna find me fumblin' the bag ♪

♪ Ending up on rice street

♪ Hell naw

-Hey. How you doing?

Oh, I'm good. I'm good.

Listen, I-I know this is last minute,

but I kind of need a favor from you.

[ Baby crying ] -It's okay. It's okay.

Hannah?

What are you doing here? -Malcolm called me.

He said you needed some help with Ian.

-I don't need any help. -It sounds like you do.

Can I come in?

I think I may know what would help him.

I just want to help Ian.

-Okay.

♪♪

-Oh, baby. Okay.

[ Crying stops ] Here we go. Here we go.

Yes. Okay. [ Laughs ]

-Oh, my God. I tried that.

It wasn't working.

-Sometimes, it just takes a different touch.

Maybe it would be better if I do this in his room.

That way, I can put him down.

I'm sure he's exhausted.

-[ Sighs ] Uh, sure.

I guess that's best.

I'll show you where it is.

-Oh, I got him.

♪♪

-It's right up here.

-[ Humming ]

I got it.

You must be tired.

-An hour would be amazing.

-Take all of the time you need.

♪♪

[ Singing in Spanish ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Are you hungry, baby?

Mommy is here.

♪♪

-Oh, Ian.

[ Indistinct conversation, laughter ]

-[ Laughing ] Ah. And my abuela -- oh, God.

She is the -- -Malcolm.

Hannah, thank you for your services today.

But you can go now.

-Well, I told her she could stay for lunch since she --

-Unfortunately, my husband was mistaken.

-[ Scoffs ]

-Thank you, Hannah.

-No problem.

Let me know if you need anything.

-He won't. -Mm-hmm.

-Seriously, why would you treat that girl like that?

-Why would you invite her over here without telling me?

-Because you said you needed some help. -Not from her!

-Okay, I couldn't leave in the middle of a shoot, baby.

W-What was I supposed to do?

-Not call her over here, Malcolm.

And you didn't even tell me she was coming over here.

You just let her show up at my door unannounced --

-Okay, okay, so, if I did tell you, then what?

You'd let her come? -You know I wouldn't have.

-Exactly.

-Malcolm, I made it clear to you exactly how this --

-Ian is the priority, baby.

Why can't you get that?

There was nobody to call, and she offered to help.

-Wait, wait, hold up.

When did she "offer to help"? -It doesn't matter.

-It does matter. -It doesn't matter.

-What, have you been having side conversations with her?

-It doesn't matter, okay?

It's about Ian. Not about you or me.

[ Baby crying ]

That's the end of discussion. -[ Scoffs ]

-I'll get him.

♪♪

Daddy's coming.

♪♪

♪♪

-Did you see me, Daddy? I broke the piñata.

-Yeah, I see, you got the muscles like your daddy.

Let me see.

Ooh, yeah!

Have your mama put the candy in the bag for you, okay?

-Aww. Do I have to?

-You want some ice cream and cake or no?

-Yep.

-Alright, well, make it happen, Captain.

-Child, there ain't that much "nice" in the world.

I've been telling you for years to cut her off.

-It's not that easy, Trice.

Ian has some kind of weird attachment to her.

Look, at this point, Julie already knows,

I'm just trying to maintain my peace.

-I've been trying to tell her to meditate.

-Oh, in other words, not act a fool?

-Hola! -Lupe.

So glad you could make it.

But, you know, we already have a cake.

-Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Not Tres Leches.

Ian's 5th birthday. Have to have Tres Leches.

-Um, should Ian be eating all this before his cake?

-Ian. Honey.

You're gonna make yourself sick.

-But -- But I want it.

-Ian, baby, I'm getting your cake ready right now.

Just give Mommy a couple minutes, okay?

-But it's my birthday!

Why can't I have my candy on my birthday?

You're always so mean to me!

-Baby, I'm not trying to be mean, okay?

Mommy is just trying to -- -Shh, shh, shh, shh.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

Hmm?

-You really didn't have to do that, Lupe.

-[ Speaking Spanish ] -Gracias, Abuela.

-"Gracias, Abuela." -Spanish?

When did -- Is he fluent in Span--

You didn't tell me that you were teaching him Spanish.

-Oh, well -- -No, no, no, no.

Where is Hannah?

-We tried to get here early, but the traffic was crazy.

And then my mom with this cake, and then Jose --

he got in yesterday, and we weren't gonna miss this.

Where should we put these gifts? -Uh --

-Hannah! -[ Gasps ] Papi!

Hey! Oh!

-Look at the candy I won.

-Wow! Oh, my gosh. That's so much.

[ Laughs ]

Where are we going?

Oh!

-Ah, my big old boy.

How you doing? You good?

-Listen. Listen, okay?

I will put my religion to the side...

-Mm.

-...and tackle the grandma right now.

But I'll put it back on and I'll pray for her.

Just give me the word and I'll -- 'cause --

[ Muttering ] [ Sarcastically ] Tres Leches.

-What is Tres Leches? -Three milks?

-I don't know what -- -Why it need three milks?

-You don't need three milks. One milk is fine.

-Well, now four, 'cause we got two cakes.

-I mean -- Exactly. -Child.

-She put the 5 on the little cake.

Take it off. -Don't...

Throw it. [ Candle clatters ]

-Hey.

-Thanks for coming.

-Yeah, no problem.

Where's the fam?

-They went shopping.

They'll probably be back in about an hour or so.

-Perfect.

Gives us enough time to do what we need to do.

♪♪

♪♪

-Ahh. [ Inhales sharply ]

When's the last time somebody's been down here?

So tight.

[ Both laugh ]

Alright, there you go.

Alright. All done.

Shouldn't have any more issues with this.

-You're a godsend.

Thank you.

-Yeah, you're welcome.

I was thinking that your place --

and I like your place a lot, but it just seems like

it may be a little too small for you and your whole family.

-It is.

Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

I have some money, obviously, but I don't have any credit.

And all the homes that I can afford are so far away.

Most of them aren't big enough for all of us.

I really want to do this for them.

They've had to...

[crying] struggle so much. -Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, listen. Listen.

Look, Serena and I, we're gonna help you out

where we can, okay?

You've given us so much.

What do you need?

Where are you looking?

-Actually, not too far from you.

-O-Okay.

Baby?

-Mm.

Perfect timing.

-Figured you needed a little break.

-Mm. You figured right.

Do you know that little boy had me read him

five stories back to back tonight?

-Again? -[ Chuckles ] Yes.

I will tell him no,

and then he hits me with these puppy dog eyes,

and I know he gets that from you.

-I might have shown him a thing or two.

-Sebastian's?

You drive 45 minutes just for this?

-I just wanted to get you something nice.

You deserve it, baby.

-Malcolm.

Look, I love you so much.

And I know things haven't been easy between us.

But I'm just...

I'm grateful for you.

You are the most amazing --

-Baby, baby, I got -- I got to tell you something.

-Okay.

-So, you know that Hannah's family just moved here,

and they needed our help.

-Yeah?

-And I should've consulted with you first,

but I selfishly was trying to, you know,

avoid another hard conversation between us.

And I-I was wrong, baby, okay?

And as your husband, I-I should have talked to you

about it first.

-What are you talking about, Malcolm?

Did you sleep with her? -No. Nothing like that.

-Then what is it?

-You know the Becktons that live across the street, right?

-Yes. I know the Becktons.

What do they have to do with anything?

-I-I bought their house. -What?

-Technically, it's -- it's in my name.

But I bought it for Hannah.

-I know you fucking lying.

♪♪

♪♪

-[ Sighs ]

So, baby, how long will you keep doing this?

You realize it's been three weeks

and you haven't said two words to me, right?

Alright.

[ Footsteps departing ]

-This bitch.

Wha--

Damn. Hey to you, too.

-Not now, Patrice.

[ Door closes ]

-Girl, you better than me.

-Well, hello, Patrice.

Thank you so much for telling me you was coming by.

-'Cause this is a whole mess.

That woman is literally Single White Femaling you

trying to take over your life, and you just lettin' it happen.

Where's Ian? Ian!

-He's not here. -Ian!

-He's not here.

-Don't tell me he at her house.

-What -- What did you want me to do?

He called her and made his own play date.

I didn't even know he had a phone from her.

-What? -He was all excited.

He gets mad every time I tell him no.

There was nothing I could do.

-See, that is exactly what I'm talking about.

-I told him I was gonna get him in two hours, alright?

-You give them an inch, and they take a mile.

Okay? -Patrice...

Look, I'm tired.

I'm tired of -- of fighting,

and I'm tired of trying to make him love me more.

I'm tired of trying to make something work that isn't.

It's just... -I'm sorry.

I am so sorry.

What can I do? -Nothing.

There's -- There's nothing you can do.

But this is the play that I wrote.

I just never thought that -- -Come on.

Come on. Bring it in.

Come on, girl. It's okay.

-...it was gonna be like this.

-It's okay, okay?

Can we pray now?

-Yeah. -Okay. Come on.

It's gonna be alright.

Father God, we come to you today humbly

asking for your guidance and your mercy.

We ask that you cover Serena with your grace.

Forgive her.

Place your hands on her heart as only you can.

And open up her heart to you, Lord.

Show her the way that you want her to go.

Amen.

-Amen. -Amen.

[ Doorbell rings ]

-[ Sighs ] Thank you.

I needed that. -Any time.

Girl, I'll walk with you. -Okay.

Let me get this door.

-I told my husband I was going to the store,

a-and that was two hours ago. I don't even remember

what I was supposed to be getting at this point.

-Girl, you are so crazy. -I don't.

-So, tell Tyrone and the kids I said hey --

Hannah? Is something wrong?

-Where's Ian? -He's fine.

My mother is watching him.

-Did you ask if you could leave him with someone?

-They're his family.

-You know what? I g-- I got it, Trice.

I'll take it from here. -Mm-hmm. Call me.

-I will. I'mma get it together.

So, what's this about, Hannah?

-Is Malcolm home? -No.

But whatever you got to say to him, you can say to me.

-I agree.

I think you should call him.

This is something you both need to hear.

♪♪

♪♪

-What's up?

-Your guess is as good as mine.

Hannah?

-[ Sighs ]

-This has been on my mind for a while, and quite honestly,

something I should have said a long time ago.

-What -- What are you trying to say, Hannah?

We're listening.

-Ian doesn't want to live here anymore.

-What? -What?

-He wants to live with me, and I don't think

he should be forced to live anywhere he doesn't want to.

-Are you fucking kidding me?

Hannah, have you lost your goddamn mind?

After all we've done for you and your family,

you come in here talking this crazy shit to me?

-Ian shouldn't have to suffer because he doesn't want

to live here with you! -Suffer?

That boy has everything he needs in this house, okay?

Because he's my son.

-He is my son, too!

-Legally, he's never been your son!

-My blood runs through his veins!

-You signed a contract. You can't just take him back.

-[ Sobbing ] I tried to let him go!

I tried, but I couldn't, and neither could he.

-Serena, go get our son,

and you get your crazy ass out of my house.

If I catch you or your mother around my son again,

I'm sending your ass to prison.

-You can't do that.

-You try me. How about that?

-Malcolm...

-Malcolm.

[ Sobbing ] Malcolm, please.

Ian loves you!

How can you blame him for wanting to live

with his mother, his truemother?

-No, we're not doing this.

I'm gonna -- I'm gone with that shit, man.

I'm not playing this game, okay?

-He already knows.

-What?

-You told him?

-He has a right to know.

-Get the fuck out of my house.

Get out of my house, girl! -Malcolm --

-Matter of fact -- No, no, no. Matter of fact --

-Malcolm, stop. -Listen, I'mma go get my son.

You stay your ass here.

-Malcolm -- -This girl lost her damn mind.

-Just stop for one second. Wait, please, just stop --

-Baby, are you -- did you hear what this girl said?

Are you listening to her? -I heard her, but...

[crying] maybe she's right.

-What?

-She's right.

It's me that Ian doesn't want or doesn't love.

-That's not true, baby.

-Yes, it is.

He adores you, Malcolm.

He does.

And you, Hannah.

♪♪

And he deserves to be happy.

If he wants to live there with her, I can't --

I can't find it in my heart to tell him no.

-Baby...

-[ Breathing shakily ]

♪♪

♪♪

-[ Sighs ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-[ Crying ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[ Gasps ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Malcolm?

♪♪

Malcolm. Malcolm?

♪♪

[ Breathing heavily ] [ Bottle and glass clanking ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Line ringing ]

-Please leave your message --

[ Line ringing ]

-What do you want?

-What I want?

Malcolm, it's 3:00 in the morning.

Where are you? -I can't talk right now.

-What?

-Look, I-I need time to think.

And you need time to think.

-But Malcolm -- -You did this, Serena.

If you just had -- [ Sighs ]

Never mind.

-Look, I know, Malcolm, and I just --

please, please come home and just talk to me.

We can work this out.

Just please, can you come home, and then --

and we can talk about it and -- -I'll call you tomorrow.

This isn't a good time for me.

-Malcolm -- Malcolm, wait.

We can do --

♪♪

-You know the Becktons that live across the street, right?

I bought their house.

But I bought it for Hannah.

[ Glass clatters ]

-I know you fucking lying.

♪♪

[ Heartbeat echoing ]

[ Breath echoing ]

[ Glass shatters ]

[ Crickets chirping ]

-♪ Pow!

♪ Aye, only at war with myself

♪ People want peace with me

♪ 'Cause they want a piece of the mf wealth ♪

-You almost hit me! What the --

-[ Laughing ]

-Stop! -[ Laughing ]

Talk to me.

You look lost, pretty lady.

-I'm not. -Lost?

[ Engine shuts off ] Or a pretty lady?

[ Laughter ]

Let me spit at you for a minute.

Hmm. -[ Breathing heavily ]

-What's got your face all twisted up?

Oh, you got a light?

-N-No.

♪♪

-That's alright, mama.

-[ Gasps ]

-[ Laughing ]

You can hear me, but you can't see me,

and I only respond when spoken to.

What am I, G? -An echo!

[ Echoing ] Echo. -[ Laughs ]

Imagine you're in a room with no door and no windows.

-[ Whimpering ] -How do you get out?

-[ Distorted ] Stop imagining, man.

-[ Laughs ] -What did you do to me?

Why can't I move?

[ Breathing heavily ]

-When you have me, you want to give me away,

but if you give me away, then you don't have me.

What am I?

[ Echoing ] A secret.

-W-What did you do to me?

What -- -Shh.

♪♪

[ Breathing heavily, heartbeat echoing ]

[ Whimpers ]

-Do you have agency over your path?

Simple ask.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Hmm.

♪♪

I got faith in you, though.

And so does he.

[ Laughing ] My bad.

You ain't have him yet.

Oh. [ Snaps fingers ]

-[ Gasping ]

What?

-You ain't had him yet, and here you are,

running to a future that doesn't want you,

and ignoring the one that does.

-W-What are you talking about? -Shh, shh.

-[ Whimpers ] -[ Laughs ]

Mm.

You know what?

Go home.

Go to bed.

Don't mess this up.

You only got a year.

Shit, got us working overtime. [ Laughter ]

[ Engine starts ]

-♪ Aye, only at war with myself ♪

♪ People want peace with me

♪ 'Cause they want a piece of the mf wealth ♪

♪ Get bread like a bakery

-[ Gasps ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

♪♪

♪♪

-♪ Where have you been?

♪ I really miss the way you touch me ♪

♪ Hold me again just like you used to before ♪

♪ Placing me under a weight I can't bear ♪

-I'm sorry, Malcolm.

For everything.

You loving me is enough.

It's always been enough.

Do you forgive me?

-Only if you forgive me, too.

-♪ Don't let them take away who we are ♪

♪ Don't let them take away who we are ♪

-Done deal.

-♪ Don't let them take away who we are ♪

-We can split custody of Ian if we need to --

-Hey, baby, we'll just -- we'll figure it out later.

Right now, I just want to feel you in my arms.

-♪ Taking all that you give

-I love you, Serena.

-You too.

-♪ You said you didn't care who I was before ♪

♪ You got me under a weight I can't bear ♪

♪ Did everything just for the good of us ♪

♪ Is it just me and you, or is it everyone else? ♪

♪ I want all your love

-Mm!

I feel you in there.

Your Daddy and I can't wait for you to get here.

-♪ Even the things I try to hide ♪

♪ I never thought you'd find them ♪

♪ No secrets in love

♪ Don't let them take away who we are ♪

-Lord knows I've been through hell and back for you.

[ Suspenseful music plays ] [ Gasps ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Oh, my God.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Please. [ Groans ] Please.

Please, please, please, please, please be okay.

Please. Please.

[ Whimpers ]

Please be okay. Please be okay.

[ Screaming ] Malcolm! Malcolm!

[ Hyperventilating ]

-Remember your breathing.

That's the -- There. That's good.

-You doing amazing, baby.

I-I'm here with you, okay? I'm with you.

-We need you to push, Mrs. Fuller.

-Push, baby. -We're almost there.

-Almost there, baby. -[ Faintly ] Okay.

-M-Mrs. Fuller?

-Serena? Serena! Baby, baby, baby, baby.

Whoa, hold -- Baby, baby, please.

Serena! Baby. -[ Gasps ]

-You okay? You okay. You okay?

-Huh? I'm okay.

-Okay. Come on. -You okay, Mrs. --

Okay, Mrs. Fuller, we need one -- one last push.

-One more push. I'm with you.

Together, okay? -Okay.

-We're gonna push together, okay?

-Okay. -Okay.

-Come on. I'm with you.

-Here we go. -Okay. Okay.

-It's me and you.

-[ Screams ]

-Push. There you go. -[ Laughs ]

-Oh, there he is! -Oh, my God!

-Oh! -[ Gasping ]

-A beautiful baby boy.

-I love you. Mm.

I love you so much. -I love you, too.

-I'm so proud of you, baby.

Thank you. Okay?

Thank you so much.

-I-I don't -- I don't hear him.

I don't hear Zachary. -Is he --

He's okay, right, Doc? -Dr. -- Dr. Glasser?

Dr. Glasser, what's -- what's wrong?

-Doctor, is he okay?

Tell us something. Is he okay?

-Please say that he is okay.

Dr. -- Dr. Glasser, please. -Doctor, say something, man.

-Please -- -What's going on with the baby?

-Please tell me what's wrong with this baby!

Dr. Glasser!

[ Thunder crashes ]

[ Baby cries ]

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